Ex-wife Won't Remarry

Muxi Yan didn't expect that Fu Junhao would bypass so many routes and go straight to Yuqing Pavilion, which was a private room set up for two people in the past.

What comes into view is the usual decoration. The Epiphyllum carved on the ceiling is clearly visible and lifelike against the background of the crystal lamp, which makes her divine consciousness float away. It seems that she can still see every tenderness and love between the two in this place in the past, but time is fleeting, which was once a unique place, How much tea has been added in recent years?

Is it ridiculous that you have become one of the new lovers?

"Epiphyllum shows its beauty and pistil from cold, and the wild goose feels sorry for itself in the third watch."

The elegant voice seemed to float from the distant sky. The memory was instantly clear. Muxi said, his eyes were slightly blurred, and the corners of his lips moved. He subconsciously continued, "don't sigh that life can be geometric, and this life can be destined for the next life..."

Almost at the same moment when the voice fell, a hot line of sight was projected on him. Muxi Yan was shocked. Then he reflected what he said. He quickly gathered his mind and turned to his eyes as deep as a black pool. "President Fu is really elegant and knowledgeable. Demon sighs that he is inferior. I am very glad to be together with President Fu!"

Her remedy did not make fu Junhao look at her eyes away, but more unfathomable.

His eyes were as deep as a cold pool, stained with a trace of cold, and he quietly locked her. Just when she couldn't help getting cold all over, he finally looked away and his voice returned to cold. It seemed that the elegant and mellow chanting of poems just now was really her illusion.

"Demon, I'm flattered. Please sit down!"

With that, he bypassed the round table and sat down. Muxi said a little relieved, calmed down and sat down opposite him.

"What to eat?" Fu Junhao glanced at her lightly, and there was no too much smile on his face.

Mu Xi said, his eyes flashed slightly, and said with a faint smile, "it's good for Mr. Fu to make the decision, I'm free!"

"So?" Fu Junhao's lips slightly lifted up. He gently scratched on the slender fingertip menu. As soon as he reached out, the manager who followed him conveniently took over, nodded to the two people and withdrew politely.

Muxi Yan raised his eyes and looked down at him. She saw that he didn't have a silent appearance to talk about business, and didn't talk too much. She always felt that the man's smile was strange.

He used to laugh like this when he was calculating people

As soon as the idea came out, Muxi's face changed slightly. Maybe the environment is too familiar and profound, and he will always think of the past!

She quickly got rid of the messy ideas in her mind. Don't be cheap again, demon. The previous things have nothing to do with you. How he is is is not something you should remember!

With their silence, the indoor air was quiet and strange. Fortunately, the efficiency of Yuqing pavilion was high enough. After a while, the manager knocked on the door and followed several young women in cheongsam with blue and white porcelain dishes on the table in front of them. After setting them up, he bent over them and retreated out trained.

Watching the carved wooden door close gently, muxiyan took back his eyes, looked down at the food on the table, and his pupils retracted reflexively.

"Demon, I heard that you live in the UK all year round. This should be the first time to return home. You may not be used to domestic food!" Fu Junhao glanced at her, relaxed slightly, leaned back on the chair and said carelessly, "so I ordered seafood suitable for both East and West. What do you think?"

Glancing at the sashimi on the table, Muxi Yan forced himself to roll in his stomach, raised his eyes and said with a smile, "President Fu is really careful and observation is like a torch!"

"Well!" Fu Junhao flashed a light at the bottom of his eyes, "if you're used to eating!"

Then he reached out and picked up the jade chopsticks, but his dark eyes glanced at her.

Mu Xiyan took a deep breath, endured his discomfort, put a piece of sashimi into his mouth against his oppressive eyes, forced himself to swallow it, hooked his lips and looked at him, "Mr. Fu, why don't you move chopsticks? Is something not to your taste?"

Fu Junhao narrowed his eyes slightly. The light in his eyes was so bright that people couldn't see clearly. A few seconds later, he calmly put fast sashimi in his mouth. "Don't demon like sauce when eating sashimi? “

Mu Xiyan's hand holding chopsticks trembled slightly, and there was no time to speak. The indifferent voice came again, "it's a little similar to neizi. She's allergic as long as she combines Sashimi with sauce, but she won't separate..."

"Ha ha, Mr. Fu is joking. I'm not like Mrs. Ling!" Muxi said. The cold flashed from the bottom of her eyes. She put a piece of sashimi in the sauce and put it into her mouth.

Fu Junhao's eyes were slightly sluggish and didn't speak again. He was a little depressed after a meal.

"Mr. Fu, can we talk about the cooperation plan now?" Muxi Yan drank a few salivas as if nothing had happened, endured the itch in his throat and said.

Fu Junhao raised his eyes and looked at her quietly for a few seconds. "Go back to the company and talk!"

"Mr. Fu!" Mu Xi's voice dropped a little, "we can talk here, which can also save time for both sides, can't we?"

Fu Junhao's face was cold for a moment. He stared at her with black eyes. A moment later, he said coldly, "it's my habit to talk to the business company. If Miss demon can't get used to it, she can't talk!"

Then he got up and walked towards the door.

Mu Xiyan's face was suddenly cold. He pressed down his stomach and got up to follow.

This time, she must do it well and let that person see her value, otherwise she will not get what she wants, but also implicate Shaochen and Moyang!

……

"Are you very uncomfortable?" Fu Junhao, who was driving quietly, said in a deep voice.

Mu Xiyan was slightly surprised. The aching nerve was slightly awake for a few minutes. He pressed his voice and shook his head, "it's all right. The air is a little stuffy!"

Fu Junhao looked at her slightly, and his eyes darkened slightly when he touched her pale face. "Your face looks very bad. Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No!" Muxi refused without thinking. After a few seconds of silence, he took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "President Fu, when you arrive at the company, do you really have a talk plan?"

Fu Junhao blinked at the bottom of his eyes, hooked his lips, and his shallow smile was a little cold, "yes!"

Muxi Yan breathed a little relieved and stretched out her hand to pull the high collar sweater. The feeling of suffocation in her lungs hit her. The itching of her throat made her coughing gently.

"Cough... Cough..."

The suppressed cough swirled quietly in the car. Fu Junhao's eyes were dark and his face was calm and indifferent, but his hand holding the steering wheel was tight. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car turned in a direction.

Mu Xi's speech was really uncomfortable. He was confused. He coughed for a while before he calmed down. When he looked up, he found that the road had changed. At present, he sank his eyes. "Mr. Fu, this is not the way to the company!"

"I know!" Fu Junhao answered in a deep voice, and said nothing more.

Muxi Yan was in a crisis. She didn't know that after three years, the man not only became a coffin face, but also became more and more silent!

"General manager Fu!"

"Hospital!" Fu Junhao coldly lost the next two words and didn't even give her a look.

Muxi's words were slightly stunned, and then he reacted. His eyes widened slightly. "I don't care. Please pay President... Cough... Return to the company!"

Fu Junhao's breath was cold again, and he didn't pay attention to her at all.

Muxi said in a hurry. He took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone. He said coldly, "President Fu is busy every day. Demon doesn't dare bother you. Please stop at the intersection in front and I'll send someone to pick me up!"

The voice had just dropped, and a deep and pleasant voice had come from the other end of the phone, "demon?"

Muxi was stunned. Then he found that he was in a hurry and dialed the wrong number. He was supposed to dial Luis's phone, but he dialed a number, which became Mo Shaochen's.

Feeling the increasingly oppressive sight next to her, she calmed down and decided to ask for help, "Shaochen, I..."

However, the mobile phone was snatched and thrown into the back seat.

No matter how good tempered the person was, he was angry all day. Mu Xiyan immediately stared at him and roared, "Fu Junhao, what are you going to do?"

Fu Junhao picked his eyebrows and looked at her with a bright eye, shining like a star.

"Demon, don't you admit it?"

Meaning something to say, Muxi said with a trembling heart and a cold face to him, "I don't understand what you're talking about!"

"Ha ha..." Fu Junhao hooked his lips and smiled, "it doesn't matter, you'll understand!"

Then, there was silence in the car, but muxiyan kept beating drums in his heart.

I don't know how long the car had been driving, and finally stopped in front of a hospital. Muxi said his face was almost transparent. He suppressed the pain in his lungs and cough all the way. His mental strength was almost overdrawn and his body was very tired.

"Please let go of me!" she felt someone holding her arm and shoulder, and she struggled subconsciously.

Fu Junhao frowned slightly, helped her out of the door, held her in his arms, and the familiar feeling flooded into his arms, making his heart tremble slightly, and his arm subconsciously tightened.

I was about to go to the hospital, but I was stopped in place. "Thank you for taking care of her. Please give her back to me!"

Fu Junhao looked at the handsome man in front of him and said, "ink less dust?"

Mo Shaochen smiled, "President Fu is really bright!"

"What do you have to do with her?" Fu Junhao's eyes sank. "She needs to see a doctor!"

Mo Shaochen was stunned. His eyes fell on the person in his arms, both gentle and compassionate. "Demon, she is not only the design director of my prosperous age, but more importantly, she is my fiancee!"